Shower Thoughts About Sleep Novels & Stories

"Jayden, your grandfather gave a promise to Queen Camellia, the mother of King Henry to protect their kingdom after the death of her King consort. And as you know about the backstabbing of Edward II. It seems like we are incompetent in fulfilling the promise of your grandfather. For protecting the throne of Orbloem and giving its actual Ruler back the only way possible is to have a relationship with the Bloemen Royal Family other than Frienship. As Rosaleigh is the crown princess of Orbloem and you're the heir apparent to Swedwish throne. I want you to marry Rosaleigh." Grandmama adjured. Without any further thoughts I stood to my feet and picked up the box from the mahogany table. "Your wish my command mormor." I smiled and bowed at her before leaving the library. Being Born to a royal family is not a cake walk. We're taught to abide by our elder's wish. And here it was about the promise my late grandfather made to Queen Camellia. Or'bloem is a comparatively small monarchy than Swedway. And the only way I see to regain and protect Orbloem's land is to marry Rosaleigh. I am a Royalty and fulfilling my grandfather's promise is my duty. I'll fulfill a NOBLE PROMISE. *** Jayden Alexander Krigston wants to marry Rosaleigh Isabelle Bloemen to fulfill his grandfather's promise. In that attempt he indeed falls in love with Rosaleigh. But as always fate has another plans.. How will Jayden being a NOBLE fulfill the PROMISE? Copyrights © 2020 by B_Iqbal

“I will seduce my hot bodyguard!” After two months of being the CEO of Williamson's Company, Savannah experienced a tragedy. A fire broke out on the floor where her office was located. But she couldn't go out to save herself because she had a fear of crowds! However, she couldn't stay inside either because she would surely die in the fire! She covered her nose and mouth as the office filled with smoke. Thinking about what she would do, Savannah felt a strong pair of hands on her shoulder, and before she could say a word, the person put a wet blanket on her and guided her to the exit. "Careful." She heard his baritone voice! When they left the building, she saw her savior. She swallowed, the man was tall, with light brown skin, dark eyes, thick eyebrows, and long eyelashes! She didn't want to dwell on his lips, but she couldn't help it because they were luscious! Okay, she was checking him out, but yes, the man was good-looking! He immediately got her attention! After a few seconds, he introduced himself as Ace, her personal bodyguard. Okay she didn’t know she has one! But what is dangerous was Savannah never expected that her handsome bodyguard would stir her thoughts, especially at night! She always dream about her and Ace having intense s*x!

“Zion,” I mutter. “If you don’t get your filthy hands off of me, you will not like the result.” “You used to beg for these filthy hands,” he murmurs. I am shocked by his words, and when I look up to look at him, the desire is unmistakable.“I prefer cleaner hands now,” I reply. His eyes flash in anger. “Let’s see about that.” “What do you mean by that?” I ask. “Come to my home, and I will make you forget about all the clean hands that have been on you.” I lick my lips without even knowing it. My heart thunders, and I hate it. I hate the way I hate Zion, but my body doesn’t. “I will never sleep with you again.” He smirks slightly and steps even closer to my personal space, not caring about everyone in the room. “Who said anything about sleeping?” Before I can say anything, he walks away, and I look at his retreating figure, feeling a wetness I haven’t felt in a long time. And it has to be for the man I am going to destroy. ______ At 22, Alana is the young, loyal and brilliant PA to the rising young billionaire heir Zion Koh Foster. She falls for the young billionaire quietly, and he falls for her even harder. But then there is a corporate betrayal that shakes the Foster empire. Zion is manipulated into believing that Alana was a snitch planted to give information to their rivals. He destroys her publicly. Ashamed, she leaves, but years later, she returns, but not as his assistant, but as the woman who can take everything from him. And that is exactly what she wants.

Our daughter was diagnosed with a genetic illness. To save her, my husband founded a charity in her name. To raise the funds, he pushed himself to the brink—working three hundred days straight, surviving on three hours of sleep a night. His relentless drive moved countless people. The media hailed him as "Father of the Year." Everyone congratulated me on having such a devoted partner. Then came the day he rallied the entire nation, securing pledges for millions in donations to fund our daughter's cure. At the gala, with over ten million dollars moments from being transferred, I suddenly hit the pause button. "And now, we'll take a brief intermission for a signing," I announced. The room erupted. They shouted at me, called me selfish, a monster. My husband stared at me, utterly stunned. "Have you lost your mind? Children around the world are waiting on this money to survive! What in God's name are you talking about?" I lifted my gaze to meet his. "A divorce agreement."

From a stall in the office restroom, I overhear someone badmouthing me. Henry Fielder, the intern I've been mentoring for three months, grumbles, "The guy's got zero people skills. He's a total fossil, like a robot stuck in one mode." I'm about to push the door open and jump in when someone laughs and piles on. "The paperwork is incomplete. The receipts aren't compliant. I can't reimburse it without a manager's signature. We could recite his canned empathy lines in our sleep!" Once they're gone, I quietly head back to my office. Later, Henry drops a thick stack of expense reports onto my desk. "Quit waving the rulebook and rejecting everyone's reimbursements." I skim the fake receipts, and for once, I don't call him out. Instead, I give a thin smile and say, "I have a headache. I can't make out the words."

Ariana Belle was the typical quiet girl. She was the weak link in the ferocious Crimson Pack. She was shunned by everyone except for two people, her sister and her bestfriend. But her life changed when she turned 16 and was forced to go to a pack party, her family hoping for her to find her beloved mate. She didn't expect to actually find him. She didn't expect for him to be the future Alpha. She didn't expect to sleep with him. She didn't expect him to reject her for the packs strongest she-wolf. Most of all she didn't expect to end up with two little surprises, causing her to move to Florida with her mother. But after she's forced to go back to her pack after four years what's going to happen to her and her two little angels ? Is the feared Alpha going to find out about his children? Will he fight for them or reject them like he rejected Ariana?

Gabriella was an innocent girl. But she was framed to sleep with Max Evans who considered her as a callgirl. She was also accused of wanting to destroy the company and locked up in the man's house for not revealing the identity of the person who sent her. Could Gabriella clear up the CEO's misunderstanding and get out of the trap? IG: @pixielifeagency

Just when she thoughts things couldn't get any worse after she had ended things with the first love of her life, disaster struck as Phoebe Scott found out she was pregnant with his child. Find out what becomes her fate when her path crosses with Lucas Reid, a man seeking revenge for past grudges.

“Oh come on, I know you're jealous that I kissed her.” “Respect your mom.” My breathing doubled. I should've resisted and ran away, but I did no such thing, I stayed. His hands began to explore my back as I tried to fight. “But do you respect her? Because if you did, you wouldn't have such naughty thoughts about your best friend's son, not like he minds it though.” He could see right through me, and it made me panic. “Shut your mouth! Like you said, you're a little twenty two years old, so why should I be attracted to you?” “But you are.” “I'm not, let go of me!” I flung his hands off my body, but I still couldn't move, much to my dismay. “I thought so. Let's just stop this.” His smirk was unmistakable. “Stop what?” I was so hot, I wanted him to touch me. “Let's give each other what we want, how about that, Aunt Candice?” …… Barely days after my best friend's famous hockey player son started living with me, he successfully dragged me to his bed. I should be ashamed, but he's too hot to resist. Will my best friend find out?

"What do you want?" Leo said angrily. "I just want to go back to sleep," Alana replied, winking. "And?" "I want to sleep in your arms. Not difficult, right?" "No way." "Come on, we've been sleeping apart all this time; I feel so cold," Alana exaggerated. "But if you refuse, that's okay. I'll gladly do what I wanted to do earlier," Alana replied, making Leo rub his face roughly. "Come here," but the next moment, Alana grinned widely as Leo opened his arms and told her to come closer. Without wasting time, Alana tumbled into Leo's embrace, resting her head on Leo's arm, and hugging Leo's waist tightly. "Comfortable and warm," murmured Alana while continuing to nestle deeper into Leo's embrace. "Stop moving, or I'll push you away." "Yes, yes, fine, but can you stroke my hair?" Alana said while tilting her face up, immediately getting a sharp look from Leo. "Tsk, I'm just—," Alana's banter was cut off when Leo moved his hand on the top of her head gently. "It seems I'm going to have sweet dreams," Alana murmured, tilting her face up even more. From this close distance, Leo could clearly see Alana's face, and for some reason, his heart beat faster. Leo was sure Alana could hear it this time. "Hurry up and sleep," Leo said while shifting his gaze, choosing to look at the ceiling of the room. However, instead of stopping the teasing, Alana made Leo more flustered.